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everyday is another fight and nothing ever seems right. As all her friends get ready for the friday night movie she sits in the kitchen cooking dinner for her brothers and sister. Her mom sits in her bedroom arguing with him as always. she wishes there was somewhere she could turn... she is all alone. She cries at night but no one hears or even cares if they do. She voices her opinion and no one cares what she has to say. Her mom focuses on one thing and one thing only and that is the love and attention from a guy. Her sister cries and tells her how unwanted she feels. She can't do anything but comfort her. That girl is me. I wander around all day wondering what i can do next to make them feel wanted and loved as I wish their mother would do. I don't know how I am only 17 I don't want to be a mother yet but I am being forced into. I tell her that it is her responsibility but then she throws it in my face how she didn't ask to have me I just happened and the least I can do is give up what I took from her... her teenage years but it's not my fault neither i didn't ask to be born. One day I will fly away from her but regret leaving them behind for when I am gone they will have no one. they will be all alone just as i have been my whole life.